July 17, 2013

sea urchin

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A sea urchin skeleton. Round, but not perfectly so. Picked up as the tide receded by my own little urchin, sandy and windswept. This particular piece of nature never quite made it home: it was so fragile that it shattered in transit but it represents a moment that I would like to remember. Walking along the endless Welsh beach as the sun began to sink, the rippled sands shining. A small, grubby hand reaching for mine as we stroll, eyes to the ground, searching for the perfect specimen. My sweet natural historian, keen to examine each sea urchin that we found, to handle it gently and to wonder at it. The memory and the sea urchin, both infinitely precious.

Joining in for the final time this summer with Lou’s Nature in the Home.

4 thoughts on “sea urchin

  1. Helen

    Sounds like a gorgeous memory to treasure. “A small, grubby hand reaching for mine as we stroll” – love this! How lovely to have the photo to remind you too. I don’t think I’ve ever found a sea urchin shell – I’ll have to keep an eye out when we head to the coast next month. x

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  2. Sylvie

    Oh what I would give to live near the sea. I would love if the grubby hands that reach for mine where soiled with sand and salt. 🙂

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